Bad Luck, Scotty Boy.

Scott has had bad weeks before—dangerous ones, exhausting ones, life-threatening ones. This? This was different.

His week wasn’t filled with monster attacks or looming supernatural disasters—it was just unlucky.

Every time he turned around, something went wrong.

His shoes randomly untied, nearly sending him face-first onto the pavement. His shirt tore twice in one day. A passing car splashed mud all over him—twice. His bike’s tire mysteriously deflated, and somehow, every door he tried to push open got stuck for just long enough to be annoying.

"Seriously?" Scott muttered, staring at his laces, which had somehow come undone again.

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